Daisy Lid Cover

In flowers wrought of silicone, The merchants of Viancin trade; All cookery of middle-Earth These cunning blooms appear to aid. When braising in the microwave, No steam escapes their flowery grip; While at repast in wooded glade, They serve to cover cheesy dip. And everlong these blossoms last, Through countless lives of mortal men-- At breakfasts and at birthday feasts They may be used oft and again.